Inheritance Cycle Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“It’s not that she wants to die but it is her fate.” “According to the facts, the family is cursed by the fairy goddess, no matter what they die early after leaving a descendant to continue their lineage. The cycle will only end once the dark haired child was born, and that is Barrett.” Holding the diary of Barrett’s mother, he read one of the entries.

All of it would be in effect once they die or become disabled to even manage their own affairs. The inheritance…the wealth that was the very reason why the Zel Cantheliz was at the edge of its extinction; why my ancestors killed and got killed in return. They wanted me to see it. As if to make me feel guilty. To convince me to finally have my own biological heir… I smiled bitterly at how awfully smart they were moving to corner me. But it felt sad. Painful. How for once I just realized they too would die and truly leave me all alone.

She looked at Stacy and said with a smile, "This Zang Nuo is just like how he was when he was young, not willing to listen to his parents' arrangements. He always scares away outside." 00Stacy smiled and replied, "Of course, my son will follow my father's orders." 00Unexpectedly, Wen Joe was speechless. 00Because when he was young, he had also been against his father. 00"This is genetic inheritance. His temper has been transferred to her son," Helen said. 00"By the way, I have something to discuss with you," Helen said as she looked at Stacy. 00Stacy agreed. 00"Let's go out and talk." Helen walked over and the two of them walked out together.

I would like to keep her and take the child from her first," He said, and I cringed. "That baby will not inherit me," I told my father, and he was stunned. "You should have thought of that before getting her pregnant a week before marrying Tia. Now you are head over heels for Tia, but the mess you created with Elisabeth lingers. "He will inherit you, Luke. If he is an Alpha and a boy. He will inherit you." he said to me. "What about my legitimate children?" I asked him, and he smiled. "Give them, Diamond corp or whatever you build," he said, and I decided to excuse myself at that minute because I was irritated with myself for doing this to us.

“He was wrong. I wasn’t soft. I was just… scared. Of disappointing him. Of not being enough.” She places a hand on mine briefly. “You were always enough. He just didn’t know how to show love.” “He showed it in control,” I mutter. “And now I’m here. At two a.m., nursing trauma and scotch.” A pause. She whispers, “What’re you going to do with it?” I don’t answer right away. I skim the last page again—the section that spells out Dorothy’s connection to the inheritance. That if a pregnancy should occur, the heir must be biologically of Hernandez blood, or else…

she said slowly, voice dripping with disbelief, “That you negotiated my inheritance without my knowledge? And now you want to seal the deal with a goddamn wedding?” Her father leaned forward. “You can’t inherit it without my consent. And you won’t be able to hold onto it without their protection.” Something in his tone made her stomach churn. “You make it sound like you have full right to dictate my inheritance, Like I'm in Danger ” she said carefully. For the first time since this conversation began, her father looked… tired. “This is more complicated than you think, child,” he muttered. “The mine had many investors, people who didn’t appreciate waiting for your mother’s stubbornness.”

“Hey. One day at a time, remember?” “I have a family I didn’t even know about. A cousin and an uncle ...” she begins. “And we’ll reach out to them. We can do that this weekend. We’ll make contact with them. Let them know that you didn’t know about them until now.” “I would definitely recommend that you reach out to them. You have quite a hefty inheritance waiting for you. There were two stipulations on you receiving that money. The first was that you would receive half of your inheritance when you were mated. The other half you’ll receive when you have your first child,” Hacker says.

"Your marks. They're not just a gift. They're a curse, the key to breaking the cycle or destroying it forever." Liora's heart pounded. "What cycle?" “The cycle of fate,” the girl whispered, moving closer. “It’s an endless loop where trust leads to betrayal, and love turns to pain. Your choices decide what happens next.” Kael stepped closer to Liora. “Why should we believe you?” Her smile faded. “Because I am your warning.” Before anyone could respond, the ground shook hard. A terrible howl filled the air, making them shiver. The purple light grew darker.

And Liam felt what remained of his world shatter one final time as he understood: Richard's manipulation hadn't ended with his death or even with The Council's destruction. It had been coded into his granddaughter's DNA from the moment of conception. And there was nothing—nothing—Liam could do to protect her from the legacy already written in her genes.

Gaspare continued watching me with that same half-smile. The broken glass cut into my palm. The blood flowing from my hand pulled my crumbling sanity back from the edge. I dropped the bottle. Gaspare nodded with satisfaction. "I knew you'd be more sensible than she was." … After that day, I stopped resisting. I accepted every arrangement Gaspare made for me. I was just a fake heiress with a borrowed name in the Toscano family, so trying to take down Gaspare on my own was impossible. I had no power, no resources.